Edith entered a swimsuit store called "Pluto Swimwear."
As she entered, she noticed one of the store workers, an older girl, of about 17 giving her a big, intent smile. Her name tag said "Melissa" and she was probably about 5 inches taller than Edith.
"Hi!" Melissa said. "Can I help you find something?" "Well," Edith started in, "my family and I are going on a cruise in a few months and I was looking for a swimsuit to wear." "What style are you looking for?" Melissa asked. "I'm not sure, Edith replied. "I guess whatever style fits ME." "Hmmm...." Melissa said. "Let me look at you." Melissa put her firm, strong hands around Edith's tiny little waist, intently examining her little body. "You have a cute little body. I have JUST the thing for you." Melissa pulled from the rack, a tiny little yellow string bikini. "It usually goes for 80 bucks, but I'll give you discount of...don't tell anyone...10 bucks." "Cool!" Edith excitedly said. "I'll take it." "Not so fast," Melissa responded. "There's a catch. You have to try it on in the dressing room first to make sure it fits you...and I am going to be in the dressing room with you to help you try it." Edith's jaw almost hit the floor.
"Well?" Melissa asked. Do you want it or not?"
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